if clementine was his darling death doesn't chase after me anymore we walk side by side hand in hand in innocence and recollection of the days of the phoenix that slipped away and never rose again so…

if clementine was his darling

death doesn't chase after me anymore

we walk side by side hand in hand

in innocence and recollection

of the days of the phoenix that slipped away

and never rose again

so we weren't reborn but merely recreated ourselves

in this lack of talent unwritten future

keep it a secret and keep it simple

i'm learning to live again

but the weather channel shows me the numbers

with places and i can't see the storms

but only the people all collectively unaware

of how bad this fucking post is